Snow Child
I am a crystalline winter faerie
and I build each snowflake
from tiny drops of water.
Magician of the chill, am I;
each drop I touch, freezes just enough
to hold together building a snowflake.
Billions upon billions
of snowflakes I will build
with each winter storm;
I take my orders from Father Wind;
they call me, Snow child;
I am one of the
crystalline winter faeries.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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